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miscellany

4/8/01
     This is just all kinds of stuff that wasn't long enough to have a whole page devoted to it. It's all mixed up together.

Kat's Happy List

  • The smell of rain, just before it starts coming down.
  • Music!
  • Memories - of last year, France, being little, family
    get-togethers, everything.
  • Art!
  • Cooking meals that take hours, and then sharing them.
  • Getting letters and packages!
  • Dreams.
  • My room.
  • Snow silence.
  • Concerts.
  • Helping people out.
  • Books.
  • Bright/pretty colors.
  • Photographs.
  • Hugs.
  • The smell of baking.
  • Pajama pants.
  • My sisters and my munchkins.
  • Wrapping paper.



roommates suck

My roommate last year sucked, but my room rocked. And since I just can't seem to let go of the greatest year of my life, here's a little glimpse of it.

This is my room; the left side(the good one) is mine. Yay!



do unto others

     I don't know what I believe in, really. I know for sure what I don't believe in: "God" and the concept of one higher being who has some purpose and nudges us along on our paths; or an afterlife. I've been exposed to lots of different concepts that seem pretty valid to me, and I understand them, but there's nothing that clicks with me enough for me to single it out and follow it unconditionally. One of these beliefs that has some bearing on my life is that of karma, or at least something similar to karma. There is a balance that keeps things at an equilibrium, so that there isn't too much good or bad going around. I guess it's my turn to take back what pain I've been shelling out.
     Most of the time I'm bubbly-happy, but since the beginning of the break I've been down a lot. I guess it's about time; it's been a month almost exactly since I screwed with some lives and generally messed things up (not intentionally, but it happened just the same). Seems right that I ought to feel it from the other side right about now - I take responsibility for what I said and did; after all, no regrets, no apologies - but that doesn't stop it from hurting.

Subliminal Signals

     Have you noticed how when you yawn, other people yawn? Or how even reading about yawning can make you yawn?
     Or how when two people are having a conversation and it goes silent for a minute, all of a sudden both people speak up again at the exact same time?
     If you haven't, well gee, why aren't you observant? No, I didn't really mean that - just joking. I've noticed, and it's really kind of weird. Makes me wonder why people do that. It's the same thing as how in a class, when one person starts putting their books away people don't even realize it, but they just start packing up too. They just know it's time to get ready to go, even though they haven't consciously noticed that anyone else had been packing up. Pretty weird, huh?